Posts Tagged ‘highest’

So there are four possible answer sets to these two questions, so you’ve got a 25% chance of success by simple guessing. Now if you know then answers, then you know the answers and you won’t be tricked and you’ll win. OTOH, if you use INTUITION (the Heart) or REASONING (the Mind), I don’t think you’re going to get both answers correct, and actually I think you’d be better off just flipping a coin to help with answering.

And when I say used to be higher, think 100 years ago or so. Or 200, it doesn’t matter.

Tamalpais – West Peak on the left, East Peak on the right:

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All right, well 100 years ago was afore the time our U.S. Army plumb blew up / excavated the West Peak, as you can see by the unnatural flatness and the big radar dome golf ball up there.

So, I’ll agree that West Peak looks shorter and I knew the story about how it used to be higher than East Peak, but I am surprised to learn, after living here since the 1980’s, more or less, that West Peak is higher.

If you want to debate this, then be my guest. We’re only talking about a couple feet difference no matter what.

First, things were all like this atop City Hall, the highest* classical dome** in the Western*** Hemisphere.

But now they’re like this, with a more prominent walkway up there:

Safety First, I s’pose, consarn it. Really jumps out at you is what I’m saying…

*Yes, higher than the U.S. Capitol Building Back East. By design. Just ever so slightly. On purpose.

**So yes, it’s lower than the Superdome football stadium and whatnot.

***And yes, the Great Countries of Europe have domes what are bigger and older. They were the ones we copied from. Yet still, we have the Biggest Classical Dome in the New World, so we have that going for us…

“I feel like I just got mugged. They are charging $6.97 for regular (other yelpers posted pics). The average price for gas in northern California is $3.43. I will never EVER go here again even though it’s on my way home from work, FRIENDS DON’T LET FRIENDS GO TO BRIDGEWAY GAS.”

ASSIGNMENT DESK: Send somebody, anybody up there to ask, “Hey, what’s the deal with the $8 gas?” Before that, buy a few gallons to see what the experience is like. Also, check for the purported dirtiness. Like “can you believe this is the bathroom of a gas station what charges* $200 to fill your** tank?!” And then you say, hey, I gots to fill up my right rear with air, and then see if Dude makes you pay for the privilege – well that’s agin the law, right? (But don’t send CW Nevius – he’d find a way to get rejected on this slam dunk, like he’d tell this story from the poor gas station owner’s ‘sperective, something like that. SPROOOOING off the rim, that’s what I’m talking about.) Anyway, engage, make it so.

*And call your economist buddy and ask about elasticities of demand for low-margin bidnesses. So let’s say the Shell down the street only makes a few pennies per gallon (and possibly makes more money selling high-margin snacks, you know, the way movie theaters do it), well, maybe it makes sense to cut your business by 95% if you can increase your margins by 10,000%, that kind of deal. Who knows, maybe Dude makes money some other way off of the property…

**I can remember the first time I paid $20 for a tank of gas. It was back in the 1990’s for a rusty Audi 5000 I bought from a doctor in Manoa Valley. And then back in the aughts, I remember paying $100 to fill the tank of a Land Cruiser up in, you guessed it, Marin County. I’ll remember the $200 threshold too, if and when I ever achieve it. (And if I filled up at Bridgeway today, I think I could almost, just almost make it to $200.)

Now do you want to say that the top of Hayes Street Hill (aka Alamo Heights, aka the Hayes Street Cut, aka just a little bit east of Hayes and Pierce) FEELS like the highest point, well then be my guest, Gentle Reader.

But after you go down Hayes to Fell and Divisadero, you’re back to climbing a long climb until you get to the pass at Prayerbook Cross well into Golden Gate Park. So the “gentle downhill to the ocean” don’t start, as was widely reported, at the HSH, but rather several klicks away in GGP.

I declare victory.

Moving on…

The BtoB peeps were early with the signs telling all about this Sunday’s annual fun-run / community gathering.

See?

That _should_ cut down on the number of towed cars hauled away early Sunday morning, but it might not – we’ll see.

(Oh and the panicky NIMBY millionaires of Alamo Heights appear to be one notch less panicky this year, for some reason. Yay!)